Post by Honeylioness on Feb 17, 2009 9:09:39 GMT -5
17 February 2009
startsmart - 02/17/09 12:05 AM
Finally, finally done with the guest room! I took a break to visit my grandma who is going downhill fast. More on that in a minute.
Which brings me to Grandma. I found out today that no one else in the family has visited her since I saw her after her last dr. appt. She's been in bed for three days and won't even get up to eat dinner. Since her pills require food my awesome friend B who works at grandma's assisted living home has been feeding grandma in bed. Tomorrow my mom and uncle see the doctor and then meet with hospice. I don't know what to expect from their evaluation but if grandma won't even get out of bed I'm afraid she's not going to be here much longer. (And again torn between the selfish desire to keep her here with me and the overwhelming wish for her to finally have peace and be healed).
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Freemidwife
startsmart, Hugs to you and your grandma. People often stop getting up and then stop eating as they pass. It actually makes the process easier for them- less painful. Death is like birth- a process that should be respected. Your grandma is lucky to have you.
sapphire12
startsmart -- It is hard watching a relative who is just a shell of his/her former self. When/If you have come to terms that she is not the grandma of yesteryear and she is ready to go, then peace will come for you as well that is headed for her eternal healing and peace. Not easy by any stretch, but peaceful. Now the rest of your family is just ... there is no excuse for not visiting your grandma.
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
smartstart, Yes, that has been my experience too, that the next journey seems to begin as you have described. It is distressing for those who so love their parent or grandparent to see that food is not necessary for this transition. I hear a note of reconciliation with these events in your post. To see peace replace conflict in an older struggling soul brings an immense sense relief and release in this phase. What you are seeing and feeling is exactly on track. Know that we are walking by your side.
MittenKitten
Startsmart: Hugs to you. It is hard to watch a love one deteriate (spelling?) and get ready to leave this earth. Just love your grandmother and realize this is what she needs to do. Celebrate who she was. It took my grandmother a year from h3ll before she passed (including being evicted because the new owner of her apartment complex wanted her apartment after she had lived there for 8 years and paid her rent on time every month!) I also had a cousin who passed who was young (early 30ish) and it was difficult to see him in his final days. I just make it a point to remember them as they were in life not as there were near death.
Debt Diva
Startsmart - I feel for you as you go through this time with your grandmother. Take this time to speak all your words of love to her, even if you don't think she understands.
Honeylioness - 02/17/09 10:54 AM
startsmart - As Freemidwife noted the process of pass from this existence, to what I believe is a better one, should be honored. Something I fear that many people struggle with. I want to share with you my experience when my darling grandfather (Papa) passed on September 05, 1997.
He had been the most outgoing, energetic and gregarious person I knew until about three months before when he started having problems with his heart. A few doctors and a procedure later and things were not getting better. We could see his process of transitioning clearly - he stopped going out as often to see friends or do things he had participated in for years, he spoke more about his wife (Mimi) who had died ten years earlier, he began to give away his "things" and he spoke of what he regretted not doing. This was the first time I could ever remember hearing this from him.
In late August his physical condition began to decline rather quickly and during his last hospitalization we learned he had congestive heart failure. At 89 there was little that could be done. So after discussing it the family chose hospice, primarily because it was apparent to us all that he was making the transition and we did not want his last days to be a round of needles and tests, and he deserved the dignity of being cared for by loving hands.
He knew he was dying, but one comment he made really broke my
heart. He said to my uncle, after being moved to the Hospice facility, "I guess you guys have given up on me". David replied that this was not the case, but rather his heart was giving up the fight. Once Papa was reassured that we were not eager for this part of his life - he seemed to relax and became much calmer.
In many ways it was the most profound, loving and sweetest week
of my life. Sitting with him, bathing him, talking to him when he was able to is an experience I would not change for anything. He did stop eating because he had no appetite at all.
Two days before he passed we had the entire immediate family
gathered in his room. And we took turns telling him what we would remember most, how he had influenced us best and what we had learned from him and how he lived his life. Then being a Believing family we all prayed together, and finally my mother stroked his hair and told him that it was okay. We would miss his but we would be fine, and that he could go and be with Mimi whenever he wanted - and not to worry about us. I still remember the sense of abiding love and peace that seemed to fill the room and wrap itself around each of us present.
Within an hour he had slipped into a deep state - not quite
unconscious but close as he would occassionally open his eyes and talk to us. At this point someone was with him 24/7. The morning he left us I had been the one to sleep in his room the night before. And it was the first sleep I had gotten in days. It was if I could actually feel his spirit leave and be free of the physical shell that had been plaguing him.
Standing outside his room as the others gathered before going inside to say goodbye I remember there was a television on in the common room and the news was announcing that Mother Theresa had also died the same day. We all paused hearing this, looked at the screen, looked at each other - and then the entire group burst out laughing - which made the staff think we had all gone looney-tunes.
But it was this. Papa maintained he was 5'6" tall until the day he died. And he might have been in his 20's - but I am 5'2" and he only came up to my chin. So the family were all having the same thoughts and images in our heads. My Papa and Mother Theresa approaching the Pearly Gates, and St. Peter not even being able to see them over his podium because they were both so short. And a sense that while the world may have lost an angel of compassion, we had lost our own guardian angel in him - and how appropriate that they passed together.
I cannot tell you why your mother and uncle have not been to see her except to hazard a guess that neither of them has yet faced the reality of what is happening. Perhaps intellectually they have, but not deep in themselves. After all this is their mother, and facing our parent's mortality forces us to face our own. It sounds as though they are both in denial. Which is sad, because they are both missing out on this final opportunity to spend time with their Mom. Something I fear they will both regret later on.
I have told you this not to in any way minimize your pain or grief, but to illustrate what a blessing it can be to those left here to help another transition with peace and love. I guess what I am trying to tell you is this. Your grandmother has been so blessed to have had you as her grand-daughter and advocate. I can't explain it, but I get this deep sense that she has stayed for you. That even though the disease has muddled her conscious thought process she is aware of those around on a deeper level and knows of the struggles you have had with the housing and family issues.
But now that you have your own home, and are settled, she is tired and ready to move on to another adventure, another place to learn new things - and she can because she knows you will be okay. spend as much time as you can with her, let her know what you have learned and what you will cherish, and - if you can - tell her that it is okay to go if she needs to. Often they are just waiting to hear that things will be fine and their work is done before moving to embrace the light.
Know that my prayers are with you and your family.
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
Honey, I hung on your every word. There is indeed always one crazy thing that when you recall it, you still laugh. My sisters and I were with DOD right through his final five days. He slipped in and out. (Severe emphysema). The second to last day, he bolted up out of bed, and said as clear as a bell, "I've got to get out of here!" (We were at St Michael's Hospital in Toronto) He startled the heck out of us, and then slipped fully into his final transistion phase. To this day, when we're up against a difficult wall, we'll suddenly remember DOD's words, and say, "I've got to get out of here!" and giggle. DOD had a tremendous sense of humor and loved to laugh. I always have thought that if he would have laughed himself at his words.
mrslynch
honey--that was a beautiful story. your eloquence is amazing, as is your compassion and your ability to always know the exact right thing to say.
red_wagon
Honey - what a beautiful tribute to your grandfather. It sounds like an amazing way to say goodbye. And I did giggle at the thought of he and Mother Theresa approaching the pearly gates.
startsmart - 02/17/09 03:19 PM
Honey- I too recall the week Princess Diana and Mother Teresa died, I was at the hospital while my mentor had surgery for lung cancer. I sat with her grandchildren and talked for hours. She passed my senior year of high school and I still visit her husband and am close to her family. I’m just not ready to lose my grandma yet. Even though my mom was 30 when she had me I still have all four of my grandparents living, both sets married over 60 years, no step-grandparents either. The closest person I’ve lost (besides my mentor) was a great-grandma when I was probably ten yo.
Heard the report from the doctor appointment, they’re giving my grandma about 2 months. My goal for that time is to spend as much time with her as possible, prepare myself for her service, go to work and stay on top of bill paying and debt repayment.
JennysMom
Honey *Wiping Away a Tear* I absolutely loved your story about your grandpa (papa)
Let me share a story about one of my best friends. We had met in college and thought we'd be sitting in rocking chairs in our '80's muching chocolate together. But it was not to be. She was diagnosed with colon cancer that spread to her liver, and it was a terminal. She fought courageously for 14 months. Her sister called to tell me the doctors said she had only 2 days before passing away. My late DH and I were able to drive up to see her, (6-hour drive roundtrip) and spent nearly the whole day with her (in her home) with many other friends. It was wonderful and heartbreaking all at the same time. We laughed and told stories. Her last words to me were: Don't say goodbye. So I didn't. I just told her how much I loved her and how I would always love her.
We then drove home late that night. Within a couple days, she slipped into a coma. After about 2 weeks, her younger sister stood by her bedside one night and said: We all love you. We will always love you. And we're happy to take care of you. But if you want to go, we want you to know that you can. My friend died the very next morning.
One of her friends called to tell me the news. A few months later, she called again to tell me that she had bought our friend's house, and her discovery. She had opened the clean refrigerator and there was a small 'fridge magnet inside that was a rose. My friend who had passed away absoultely loved roses, but no one had ever seen this magnet before. We both laughed thinking that our friend was letting us know everything was OK.
nitza19
Honeylioness - I am sitting in my office, lunch dishes wrapped up and put away, crying like a baby after reading your post about your dear Papa. (It's a good thing my office has a door!). I always think that the most beautiful writing expresses an emotional truth in a clear way that other people can connect to, and your post was just that. I know it brought back memories of losing my own grandparents these past couple years. It's amazing the emotional power that shared experience can have. I don't feel like I'm expressing myself very coherently right now.. but in any case it was beautiful. I need to go wash my face and chug a pepsi or something before I have to go teach, lol.
calsfan
Honey---that was beautiful what you wrote about the passing of your grandfather. I am certain he could feel the love in the room during his last week and that he took that love with him on to Heaven to be with his Mimi.
moneysquirrel
SS-- Your love for your GP is apparent to all of us. Visit with her as much as you can, tell her of your love and that you are doing well, let her see how well you are doing, share the joys in your life. She knows of your love and your desires for her pain to go away. She needs to know that you will be ok when she is not there. Let her know that you are the person she wants you to be. And know that you are. Her love and influence on you made you who you are.
reeneejune
startsmart – I’ll share just a little bit about my Grandpa. I was very close to him, and it was like losing a parent when he passed away 3 years ago.
One of the greatest blessings I think Grandpa gave us to ease that transition was that he let us know how he wanted to be remembered.
His requirements were: the funeral should be graveside, at the crack of dawn and last no more than 5 minutes. That way everybody can go to work afterwards. That night or the next weekend, everybody (including kids…he was pretty liberal) is to drink a beer and tell all the funny and embarrassing stories about him they can remember. And no crying! You know, we took a little longer than 5 minutes at his graveside, and it wasn’t at the crack of dawn. About 10 minutes in, it started raining softly on us, as if Grandpa was reminding us that time’s up, get going.
My cousin’s husband (a lay youth pastor…it seemed fitting for someone so young at heart) gave the service. When it started raining, he looked up at the sky and said "I know we’re taking too long Dean, but you know these women. They take their time no matter what we want." People think my family is really nuts, but I can’t tell you how much of a blessing it is to have laughter amongst the tears.
Oh, and I quote I just have to share. I saw this on a church's reader board sign on my way to work the other day:
"If God tells you to chase Moby thingy in a rowboat, bring the tartar sauce!"
Honeylioness
reeneejune - I read your quote this morning and just HOWLED. So much so a co-worker came over to see if I was okay. I love it. And I loved the story of your grandfather. How wonderful that your cousin would know that not only was humor fitting for him, but for the family as well. I got an image of your grandfather pacing on a cloud muttering "make it rain harder ... yeesh, time to go folks!"
18 February 2009
startsmart - 02/18/09 09:55 AM
Okay I was going to post last night when red2black called me to chat.
It's been a he11 of a day. Work is more than a little draining as my coworker is ready to walk away from her mortgage a month after her husband lost his job. I can't imagine being that financially unstable and in a house! Plus she admits they're not cutting back. On anything. Not her daily Starbucks or name brand foods or cable, because she would "die without it" I didn't have the heart to tell her when you're working a night job you don't miss cable, just sleep.
Met my mom for dinner and the recap of the doctor appointments she attended with grandma and my a-hole uncle. I am very glad I didn't attend because I would have slapped or screamed at him so many times. According to her doctor it could be as few as weeks at the rate my grandma is declining, she's lost 4 pounds in a week and she's already underweight.
Went to visit the grandparents and you have to know my grandpa's favorite saying has always been "welllllllllll sh!t! That's exactly how the night ended as grandma had had an accident and grandpa was trying to clean it up. Mom and I stepped in and got fresh sheets and clothes, helped grandpa off the floor and alerted the staff. We sat and talked with grandma for awhile longer and explained the nurses from hospice would see her whenever she is in pain. She liked that and I said "you know why we're doing this right?" and she responds "because you love me." it was so very sweet. And then (this is when I started to cry) she added "I'm proud of you."
SingleMom - Ky
Honey – Thank you for your post about your papa. It very much brought back memories of my grandfather’s passing from cancer in 2005. He was able to stay at home with Hospice care and we all hade a few weeks to enjoy the memories/times. Sometimes I feel bad thinking that my little guy did not get to “know” Gramps as he was 9 months when Gramps passed but we have a lot of pictures of the two of them together and we talk about my guy crawling around under the hospital bed investigating everything. Again, thank you for sharing and bringing my memories back to the forefront.
startsmart - 02/18/09 04:22 PM
i'm not so much focused on my uncle right now as I have no contact with him but hearing how he treated my mom yesterday really made me mad. i'm probably taking this harder than most because everyone else has someone with them to talk to. talking here helps but knowing i'm the only one there watching grandma's body deteriorate is killing me.
working late tonight and then going to pack for my trip this weekend. i will have family at my house every weekend for the next few months so i need to work that into my schedule. and keep the house cleaner, lol.
19 February 2009
startsmart - 02/19/09 01:58 PM
I have a BIG favor to ask you wise ladies.
If you've personally been involved in preparing for a funeral (before or after the death) please email me @ blessedincal (at) gmail (dot) com!
As I will be gone all weekend and my Mom needs help making sure we have everything covered before it happens. I know this might make me morbid but I'm anticipating not being able to function very well and I do lists well.
Again, please email as I'll be off the thread for the next few days but can check email from my phone and send your advice to my mom (not so dear uncle has shoved all the preparations in her lap and claimed he will sign checks and do nothing else).
Honeylioness
*reads startsmart's request and goes to write another novelette*
startsmart - I will send you something this weekend.
Ravin01
SS - All I have to say is Amen sister! I can't provide info on the arrangements but I see our beloved Honeylioness can provide you insight on that too!
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
Honey, smartstart is fortunate to tap into your expertise. You are the right go-to gal for her question.
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Honeylioness - 02/20/09 06:45 PM
Okay - a bottle of Merlot for me
Now, everyone try to not be too shocked - but my A.R. detail-orientated brain has been at work again. In response to startsmart's request for some information about preparing for someone's passing, and the steps people tend to forget in dealing with the aftermath and all the details - I have created another check list. And it is rather ..... uummmmm ...... big.
You can find the listing and two necessary sample letters on my Board
Red2Black2011
Honey: You wouldn't be the Honey we love without "rather ..... uummmmm ...... big" awesomely informative list.
startsmart - 02/21/09 12:00 PM
Big thanks to all who sent me emails and suggestions on the funeral planning and to Honeylioness for being the Queen of Lists!
startsmart - 02/17/09 12:05 AM
Finally, finally done with the guest room! I took a break to visit my grandma who is going downhill fast. More on that in a minute.
Which brings me to Grandma. I found out today that no one else in the family has visited her since I saw her after her last dr. appt. She's been in bed for three days and won't even get up to eat dinner. Since her pills require food my awesome friend B who works at grandma's assisted living home has been feeding grandma in bed. Tomorrow my mom and uncle see the doctor and then meet with hospice. I don't know what to expect from their evaluation but if grandma won't even get out of bed I'm afraid she's not going to be here much longer. (And again torn between the selfish desire to keep her here with me and the overwhelming wish for her to finally have peace and be healed).
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Freemidwife
startsmart, Hugs to you and your grandma. People often stop getting up and then stop eating as they pass. It actually makes the process easier for them- less painful. Death is like birth- a process that should be respected. Your grandma is lucky to have you.
sapphire12
startsmart -- It is hard watching a relative who is just a shell of his/her former self. When/If you have come to terms that she is not the grandma of yesteryear and she is ready to go, then peace will come for you as well that is headed for her eternal healing and peace. Not easy by any stretch, but peaceful. Now the rest of your family is just ... there is no excuse for not visiting your grandma.
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
smartstart, Yes, that has been my experience too, that the next journey seems to begin as you have described. It is distressing for those who so love their parent or grandparent to see that food is not necessary for this transition. I hear a note of reconciliation with these events in your post. To see peace replace conflict in an older struggling soul brings an immense sense relief and release in this phase. What you are seeing and feeling is exactly on track. Know that we are walking by your side.
MittenKitten
Startsmart: Hugs to you. It is hard to watch a love one deteriate (spelling?) and get ready to leave this earth. Just love your grandmother and realize this is what she needs to do. Celebrate who she was. It took my grandmother a year from h3ll before she passed (including being evicted because the new owner of her apartment complex wanted her apartment after she had lived there for 8 years and paid her rent on time every month!) I also had a cousin who passed who was young (early 30ish) and it was difficult to see him in his final days. I just make it a point to remember them as they were in life not as there were near death.
Debt Diva
Startsmart - I feel for you as you go through this time with your grandmother. Take this time to speak all your words of love to her, even if you don't think she understands.
Honeylioness - 02/17/09 10:54 AM
startsmart - As Freemidwife noted the process of pass from this existence, to what I believe is a better one, should be honored. Something I fear that many people struggle with. I want to share with you my experience when my darling grandfather (Papa) passed on September 05, 1997.
He had been the most outgoing, energetic and gregarious person I knew until about three months before when he started having problems with his heart. A few doctors and a procedure later and things were not getting better. We could see his process of transitioning clearly - he stopped going out as often to see friends or do things he had participated in for years, he spoke more about his wife (Mimi) who had died ten years earlier, he began to give away his "things" and he spoke of what he regretted not doing. This was the first time I could ever remember hearing this from him.
In late August his physical condition began to decline rather quickly and during his last hospitalization we learned he had congestive heart failure. At 89 there was little that could be done. So after discussing it the family chose hospice, primarily because it was apparent to us all that he was making the transition and we did not want his last days to be a round of needles and tests, and he deserved the dignity of being cared for by loving hands.
He knew he was dying, but one comment he made really broke my
heart. He said to my uncle, after being moved to the Hospice facility, "I guess you guys have given up on me". David replied that this was not the case, but rather his heart was giving up the fight. Once Papa was reassured that we were not eager for this part of his life - he seemed to relax and became much calmer.
In many ways it was the most profound, loving and sweetest week
of my life. Sitting with him, bathing him, talking to him when he was able to is an experience I would not change for anything. He did stop eating because he had no appetite at all.
Two days before he passed we had the entire immediate family
gathered in his room. And we took turns telling him what we would remember most, how he had influenced us best and what we had learned from him and how he lived his life. Then being a Believing family we all prayed together, and finally my mother stroked his hair and told him that it was okay. We would miss his but we would be fine, and that he could go and be with Mimi whenever he wanted - and not to worry about us. I still remember the sense of abiding love and peace that seemed to fill the room and wrap itself around each of us present.
Within an hour he had slipped into a deep state - not quite
unconscious but close as he would occassionally open his eyes and talk to us. At this point someone was with him 24/7. The morning he left us I had been the one to sleep in his room the night before. And it was the first sleep I had gotten in days. It was if I could actually feel his spirit leave and be free of the physical shell that had been plaguing him.
Standing outside his room as the others gathered before going inside to say goodbye I remember there was a television on in the common room and the news was announcing that Mother Theresa had also died the same day. We all paused hearing this, looked at the screen, looked at each other - and then the entire group burst out laughing - which made the staff think we had all gone looney-tunes.
But it was this. Papa maintained he was 5'6" tall until the day he died. And he might have been in his 20's - but I am 5'2" and he only came up to my chin. So the family were all having the same thoughts and images in our heads. My Papa and Mother Theresa approaching the Pearly Gates, and St. Peter not even being able to see them over his podium because they were both so short. And a sense that while the world may have lost an angel of compassion, we had lost our own guardian angel in him - and how appropriate that they passed together.
I cannot tell you why your mother and uncle have not been to see her except to hazard a guess that neither of them has yet faced the reality of what is happening. Perhaps intellectually they have, but not deep in themselves. After all this is their mother, and facing our parent's mortality forces us to face our own. It sounds as though they are both in denial. Which is sad, because they are both missing out on this final opportunity to spend time with their Mom. Something I fear they will both regret later on.
I have told you this not to in any way minimize your pain or grief, but to illustrate what a blessing it can be to those left here to help another transition with peace and love. I guess what I am trying to tell you is this. Your grandmother has been so blessed to have had you as her grand-daughter and advocate. I can't explain it, but I get this deep sense that she has stayed for you. That even though the disease has muddled her conscious thought process she is aware of those around on a deeper level and knows of the struggles you have had with the housing and family issues.
But now that you have your own home, and are settled, she is tired and ready to move on to another adventure, another place to learn new things - and she can because she knows you will be okay. spend as much time as you can with her, let her know what you have learned and what you will cherish, and - if you can - tell her that it is okay to go if she needs to. Often they are just waiting to hear that things will be fine and their work is done before moving to embrace the light.
Know that my prayers are with you and your family.
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
Honey, I hung on your every word. There is indeed always one crazy thing that when you recall it, you still laugh. My sisters and I were with DOD right through his final five days. He slipped in and out. (Severe emphysema). The second to last day, he bolted up out of bed, and said as clear as a bell, "I've got to get out of here!" (We were at St Michael's Hospital in Toronto) He startled the heck out of us, and then slipped fully into his final transistion phase. To this day, when we're up against a difficult wall, we'll suddenly remember DOD's words, and say, "I've got to get out of here!" and giggle. DOD had a tremendous sense of humor and loved to laugh. I always have thought that if he would have laughed himself at his words.
mrslynch
honey--that was a beautiful story. your eloquence is amazing, as is your compassion and your ability to always know the exact right thing to say.
red_wagon
Honey - what a beautiful tribute to your grandfather. It sounds like an amazing way to say goodbye. And I did giggle at the thought of he and Mother Theresa approaching the pearly gates.
startsmart - 02/17/09 03:19 PM
Honey- I too recall the week Princess Diana and Mother Teresa died, I was at the hospital while my mentor had surgery for lung cancer. I sat with her grandchildren and talked for hours. She passed my senior year of high school and I still visit her husband and am close to her family. I’m just not ready to lose my grandma yet. Even though my mom was 30 when she had me I still have all four of my grandparents living, both sets married over 60 years, no step-grandparents either. The closest person I’ve lost (besides my mentor) was a great-grandma when I was probably ten yo.
Heard the report from the doctor appointment, they’re giving my grandma about 2 months. My goal for that time is to spend as much time with her as possible, prepare myself for her service, go to work and stay on top of bill paying and debt repayment.
JennysMom
So the family were all having the same thoughts and images in our heads. My Papa and Mother Theresa approaching the Pearly Gates, and St. Peter not even being able to see them over his podium because they were both so short.
Honey *Wiping Away a Tear* I absolutely loved your story about your grandpa (papa)
Often they are just waiting to hear that things will be fine and their work is done before moving to embrace the light.
Let me share a story about one of my best friends. We had met in college and thought we'd be sitting in rocking chairs in our '80's muching chocolate together. But it was not to be. She was diagnosed with colon cancer that spread to her liver, and it was a terminal. She fought courageously for 14 months. Her sister called to tell me the doctors said she had only 2 days before passing away. My late DH and I were able to drive up to see her, (6-hour drive roundtrip) and spent nearly the whole day with her (in her home) with many other friends. It was wonderful and heartbreaking all at the same time. We laughed and told stories. Her last words to me were: Don't say goodbye. So I didn't. I just told her how much I loved her and how I would always love her.
We then drove home late that night. Within a couple days, she slipped into a coma. After about 2 weeks, her younger sister stood by her bedside one night and said: We all love you. We will always love you. And we're happy to take care of you. But if you want to go, we want you to know that you can. My friend died the very next morning.
One of her friends called to tell me the news. A few months later, she called again to tell me that she had bought our friend's house, and her discovery. She had opened the clean refrigerator and there was a small 'fridge magnet inside that was a rose. My friend who had passed away absoultely loved roses, but no one had ever seen this magnet before. We both laughed thinking that our friend was letting us know everything was OK.
nitza19
Honeylioness - I am sitting in my office, lunch dishes wrapped up and put away, crying like a baby after reading your post about your dear Papa. (It's a good thing my office has a door!). I always think that the most beautiful writing expresses an emotional truth in a clear way that other people can connect to, and your post was just that. I know it brought back memories of losing my own grandparents these past couple years. It's amazing the emotional power that shared experience can have. I don't feel like I'm expressing myself very coherently right now.. but in any case it was beautiful. I need to go wash my face and chug a pepsi or something before I have to go teach, lol.
calsfan
Honey---that was beautiful what you wrote about the passing of your grandfather. I am certain he could feel the love in the room during his last week and that he took that love with him on to Heaven to be with his Mimi.
moneysquirrel
SS-- Your love for your GP is apparent to all of us. Visit with her as much as you can, tell her of your love and that you are doing well, let her see how well you are doing, share the joys in your life. She knows of your love and your desires for her pain to go away. She needs to know that you will be ok when she is not there. Let her know that you are the person she wants you to be. And know that you are. Her love and influence on you made you who you are.
reeneejune
startsmart – I’ll share just a little bit about my Grandpa. I was very close to him, and it was like losing a parent when he passed away 3 years ago.
One of the greatest blessings I think Grandpa gave us to ease that transition was that he let us know how he wanted to be remembered.
His requirements were: the funeral should be graveside, at the crack of dawn and last no more than 5 minutes. That way everybody can go to work afterwards. That night or the next weekend, everybody (including kids…he was pretty liberal) is to drink a beer and tell all the funny and embarrassing stories about him they can remember. And no crying! You know, we took a little longer than 5 minutes at his graveside, and it wasn’t at the crack of dawn. About 10 minutes in, it started raining softly on us, as if Grandpa was reminding us that time’s up, get going.
My cousin’s husband (a lay youth pastor…it seemed fitting for someone so young at heart) gave the service. When it started raining, he looked up at the sky and said "I know we’re taking too long Dean, but you know these women. They take their time no matter what we want." People think my family is really nuts, but I can’t tell you how much of a blessing it is to have laughter amongst the tears.
Oh, and I quote I just have to share. I saw this on a church's reader board sign on my way to work the other day:
"If God tells you to chase Moby thingy in a rowboat, bring the tartar sauce!"
Honeylioness
reeneejune - I read your quote this morning and just HOWLED. So much so a co-worker came over to see if I was okay. I love it. And I loved the story of your grandfather. How wonderful that your cousin would know that not only was humor fitting for him, but for the family as well. I got an image of your grandfather pacing on a cloud muttering "make it rain harder ... yeesh, time to go folks!"
18 February 2009
startsmart - 02/18/09 09:55 AM
Okay I was going to post last night when red2black called me to chat.
It's been a he11 of a day. Work is more than a little draining as my coworker is ready to walk away from her mortgage a month after her husband lost his job. I can't imagine being that financially unstable and in a house! Plus she admits they're not cutting back. On anything. Not her daily Starbucks or name brand foods or cable, because she would "die without it" I didn't have the heart to tell her when you're working a night job you don't miss cable, just sleep.
Met my mom for dinner and the recap of the doctor appointments she attended with grandma and my a-hole uncle. I am very glad I didn't attend because I would have slapped or screamed at him so many times. According to her doctor it could be as few as weeks at the rate my grandma is declining, she's lost 4 pounds in a week and she's already underweight.
Went to visit the grandparents and you have to know my grandpa's favorite saying has always been "welllllllllll sh!t! That's exactly how the night ended as grandma had had an accident and grandpa was trying to clean it up. Mom and I stepped in and got fresh sheets and clothes, helped grandpa off the floor and alerted the staff. We sat and talked with grandma for awhile longer and explained the nurses from hospice would see her whenever she is in pain. She liked that and I said "you know why we're doing this right?" and she responds "because you love me." it was so very sweet. And then (this is when I started to cry) she added "I'm proud of you."
SingleMom - Ky
Honey – Thank you for your post about your papa. It very much brought back memories of my grandfather’s passing from cancer in 2005. He was able to stay at home with Hospice care and we all hade a few weeks to enjoy the memories/times. Sometimes I feel bad thinking that my little guy did not get to “know” Gramps as he was 9 months when Gramps passed but we have a lot of pictures of the two of them together and we talk about my guy crawling around under the hospital bed investigating everything. Again, thank you for sharing and bringing my memories back to the forefront.
startsmart - 02/18/09 04:22 PM
i'm not so much focused on my uncle right now as I have no contact with him but hearing how he treated my mom yesterday really made me mad. i'm probably taking this harder than most because everyone else has someone with them to talk to. talking here helps but knowing i'm the only one there watching grandma's body deteriorate is killing me.
working late tonight and then going to pack for my trip this weekend. i will have family at my house every weekend for the next few months so i need to work that into my schedule. and keep the house cleaner, lol.
19 February 2009
startsmart - 02/19/09 01:58 PM
I have a BIG favor to ask you wise ladies.
If you've personally been involved in preparing for a funeral (before or after the death) please email me @ blessedincal (at) gmail (dot) com!
As I will be gone all weekend and my Mom needs help making sure we have everything covered before it happens. I know this might make me morbid but I'm anticipating not being able to function very well and I do lists well.
Again, please email as I'll be off the thread for the next few days but can check email from my phone and send your advice to my mom (not so dear uncle has shoved all the preparations in her lap and claimed he will sign checks and do nothing else).
Honeylioness
*reads startsmart's request and goes to write another novelette*
startsmart - I will send you something this weekend.
Ravin01
SS - All I have to say is Amen sister! I can't provide info on the arrangements but I see our beloved Honeylioness can provide you insight on that too!
Sharing the Simple Lifestyle
Honey, smartstart is fortunate to tap into your expertise. You are the right go-to gal for her question.
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Honeylioness - 02/20/09 06:45 PM
Okay - a bottle of Merlot for me
Now, everyone try to not be too shocked - but my A.R. detail-orientated brain has been at work again. In response to startsmart's request for some information about preparing for someone's passing, and the steps people tend to forget in dealing with the aftermath and all the details - I have created another check list. And it is rather ..... uummmmm ...... big.
You can find the listing and two necessary sample letters on my Board
Red2Black2011
Honey: You wouldn't be the Honey we love without "rather ..... uummmmm ...... big" awesomely informative list.
startsmart - 02/21/09 12:00 PM
Big thanks to all who sent me emails and suggestions on the funeral planning and to Honeylioness for being the Queen of Lists!